Seeing Ye Hao looking willing to be willing to do anything and even sign the check, the dealer opposite him narrowed his eyes into a slit.

Next, in just ten minutes, Ye Hao lost three games in a row, losing 100 million directly!

This scene shocked everyone present.

Ye Hao also became fluffy and his eyes were red.

He held the check book in his hand and seemed to be trembling.

In less than half an hour, he lost 100 million yuan. Such a big event attracted countless attention from the audience.

At the same time, a man with a big back and a handsome face appeared on the second floor of the hall, and looked at Ye Hao with great interest.

Fan Xiaomai!

Although he didn't know Ye Hao, he naturally had to come and watch a little while such a fat sheep was there.

"Mr. Ye, you can't continue playing. If you lose again, you will lose all the money you invested in Wucheng..."

At this moment, Qin Menghan suddenly stepped forward and held Ye Hao's hand that wanted to continue signing the check, with a look of praying.

"Although you still have billions in your account, if you lose here tonight, you will be in trouble!"

"Once some quagmire is stepped on, you will never be able to reach the shore again!"

"Mr. Ye, you will be fed the dog by 100 million you lost today. Can we leave?"

Qin Menghan's delicate face was full of sadness.

Cooperating with Ye Hao, who looked "rich and powerful" at the moment, everyone immediately imagined a drama about the play of a playboy, the young and pretty maid.

Seeing that Qin Menghan actually stopped Ye Hao from continuing to play cards, the beautiful dealer subconsciously glanced at Fan Xiaoju on the second floor.

"Smack--"

On the second floor, Fan Xiaoju clapped his hands at this moment, attracting the attention of the audience.

For him, a fat sheep like Ye Hao is rare in a thousand years.

How could he give up if he didn't emptie the blood of this fat sheep?

With the sound of clapping, Fan Xiaoju passed through the crowd, walked to the dealer, and smiled at Ye Hao and said, "Young Master Ye, please introduce yourself. Here is the person in charge of Wucheng Hotel, Fan Xiaoju."

"From the second caste of India."

"Although I don't know what tradition is here in Daxia."

"But a servant dares to point fingers at the master?"

"It seems that Mr. Ye, your tutor and rules are not good!"

"If it were me, I would have sold such servants to the entertainment palace long ago."

After hearing this, Ye Hao's face changed, as if he was stimulated by Fan Xiaoju. He scolded Qin Menghan: "Get out, are you teaching me to do things?"

Ye Hao snorted coldly, then stared at Qin Menghan and said, "How much money I lost? How much does it have to do with you!"

"You don't need a servant to point fingers!"

"No more nonsense, believe it or not, I slapped you away?"

Qin Menghan frowned slightly and said, "Young Master Ye——"

Ye Hao shouted again: "Don't think I'm reluctant to hit you. If you talk nonsense, I'll let you know how powerful I am!"

"Mr. Ye, you really can't continue playing like this!"

Qin Menghan tried hard to persuade.

"You can't bet at all, and you can't tell, is there any problem with this dealer?"

"How many large ones have you put in one after another? Have you driven them once?"

"They just treat you as a fat sheep!"

"If you continue, you won't be able to turn back!"

"Ba"

Ye Hao slapped Qin Menghan in the face

"Get out!"

"Don't block me from getting rich!"

After saying that, Ye Hao turned his head to look at Fan Xiaoju and said coldly: "Are you the person in charge here?"

"Okay, I'll play with you!"

"It's boring to play one hundred million or one hundred million. I have two billion here. Do you dare to play with me?"

While speaking, Ye Hao wrote a check, which was arrogant and domineering and slammed Fan Xiaoju in the face.


Chapter completed!